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The Devil's Prophet

By Alexys52

Adventure

Introduction

She wished she knew what she was running from. For all her knowledge she couldn't figure out what was hunting her. It was fast, strong and violent. In spite of her own strength and speed that she had built up over centuries, the human body was not built to run from whatever it was. She heard a rustle in front of her. She slid as she changed directions, catching her arm on a jagged rock. It sliced a shallow gash up her forearm. She stumbled up, ready to run again, but she had taken too much time. It was on her in an instant. It slashed quickly across her stomach. She couldn't help the cry of pain as she felt muscles tearing. the blood dripping down her sides. As she waited for the final blow, she thought of Dean and how she never told him. Of all the worlds to die in, she would die in this one. Unfinished business all around her. She closed her eyes. But the final killing stroke never came. She looked around. It was gone. Without waiting around to wonder, she got herself up and staggered on, curling around the pain in her stomach. When the blood loss finally overtook the adrenaline she fell to her knees. She closed her eyes and let the blackness take her.

Sam and Dean were diving an interstate that night. The Impala was purring happily as they cruised along listening to AC/DC. Suddenly Sam yells

"Dean stop the car! STOP THE CAR!"

Without thinking Dean slams on the breaks fishtailing all over the road.

"What the hell Sam!"

But Sam was already out of the car sprinting forward.

"Shit!" he said under his breath and got out the car. Sam was in the ditch, when he heard Dean coming he shouted out

"Dean help me with her!" It was then that Dean saw the woman unconscious and muddy. Together they pulled her out of the ditch and laid her on the shoulder.

"I'll see if we have any water," Sam said and went sprinting back to the car. Dean stripped of his jacket and laid it over the woman. He check if she was breathing, and she was. He saw a wide cut on one of her arms and her shirt was torn and blood stained around her stomach. The poor girl was pretty beat up. That's when he finally took a good look at her face, and blanched.

"Sam," he called urgently. He came sprinting back with a few bottles of water in his hands.

"Is she alive? Is she breathing?" Sam asked in a rush handing him one of the bottles after opening it.

"Yea she's alive. Sam look." Sam looked at his brother confused then looked at the girls face and then back at Dean eyes wide with amazed concern.

"It's Andy"

10 years earlier

She woke up somewhere, in a forest, in the mud. Not the cleanest place to land, or the most comfortable, she thought to herself. Slowly she stretched. She had all of her elemental powers and her shifting but that was about it. There was a pulling at the back of her mind that she thought might be her seidr but it was hard to tell. She thought for a moment and decided to try and connect with something. She closed her eyes and focused her inner mind. The world was buzzing. There was a lot of magic here, and a lot of the supernatural. She suddenly realized she was cold. She was only in a pair of loose linen pants and a tank top and she was rather damp from the mud. She wrapped her arms around herself and shivered. This is just great. The only thing she could do was to manipulate the moisture out of her clothes but the mud stuck to her like no other. Without anything else to do she started walking. The cold wasn't that frigid arctic wind that she had felt in other worlds; it was the damp cold that seeped into you no matter how many layers you had on. And not having any was even worse. When she reached a road, rather large road, looked more like a high way, she was grateful for civilization but she was shivering so hard she could barely stay on her feet. It had gotten dark by this time and even colder. But she knew that moving was better than staying still so off she went down the road. As it often was early in a jump luck was with her. She saw headlights coming and hopped to God that whoever was inside was not a serial killer and nice enough to stop. She turned around and waved at the oncoming car. It was a classic type car. American made. It pulled over and idled for a moment. The driver got out and slowly approached.

"You all right?" a male voice called out.

"No not really," she replied

"What happened?"

"Well I'm not really sure. I just woke up out in the woods a ways back. I have no idea where I am."

"Un huh." By this time the man was close enough that she could see him. There was something oddly familiar about him. But she couldn't quite place it. Like seeing an actor that she could remember the other movie he was in. He looked her up and down. "Well you certainly look like you just woke up," the man made a very subtle move with one hand. "Now why don't we cut the crap, and get this over with?" he said and raised a shot gun at her. One thought went through her head. 'Oh Fuck!' She put her hands up.

"Ok, ok I know this looks really weird, but trust me you wouldn't believe me if I told you the truth."

"Oh I can believe a lot of things." He shot. Years of training had taught her to be reactionary. She managed to dodge the brunt of the buck shot…but it wasn't buck shot. The small bits that hit her stung like crazy. Slowly she looked at the ground. Rock salt? She looked back at the man. With one hand that wasn't holding the shot gun the man unscrewed a flask and flung the contents at her. "Burn demon bitch!" She made a split second decision. She stopped the water before it hit her and drew it into a ball, hovering just in front of her. The man stared, wide eyed and afraid. She examined the little pool she had made. It looked like water. She looked quickly and saw that the flask had a cross on it…Holy water. She looked at the man again. Then it hit her.

"Ok, I get it. You think I'm possessed or a spirit or something. Here, look," she said side stepping the little pool of water floating in the air. "I'm not a demon," and stuck her hand in the water drawing it out dripping, "I'm obviously not a spirit." she said as she picked a piece of rock salt out of her arm and started walking toward the man who's hands tightened around his shot gun, "and, as far as I know I'm not a creature, at least when I don't want to be. Silver bullets will kill me but only because they're bullets." She said looking pointedly at him. He still had his shot gun trained on her. "So I would really appreciate it if you would lower the gun. Whether it's loaded with rock salt or not it still hurts like hell."

"What the hell are you?"

"Always with the what…infuriating. I'm human." she said simply. The man looked at her unbelieving. She raised her arm to show the bloody mark the salt had left. "See? Human blood, human girl." John was still looking sceptical. She sighed and chose "And then I'm a little more. I'm world walker. I get pulled between worlds. I can't control it and I never see it coming." He continued to just stare.

"A what?" he said lowering his gun slightly.

"A world walker. A dimensional jumper. A traveler. I'm running out of names here. I told you that you wouldn't believe me. I just got sucked out of a world where vampires rule and humans are scarce, and woke up ankle deep in mud on a damp cold evening in nothing but this," she gestured to herself. "Do you really think I would make this shit up?"

"You are insane,"

"You're the one shooting people with rock salt and throwing holy water at them." He hesitated for a moment then slowly lowered his gun. His eyes were wary.

"How did you do that," he gestured to the ball of water that was still floating in midair.

"It's a skill I picked up in one of my first worlds. That's basically what I do. Build skills when and where I can. Makes the years pass." The man nodded and slowly smiled at her.

"What's your name girl?"

"Andrea. Andrea Conner"

"Well Andy Conner, I think you and I should have a chat in slightly better surroundings. What do you say?" She rolled her eyes.

"Sounds good, except for the Andy part, as long as I can get some clothes. I'm freezing." Slowly John cracked a proper smile.

"My name's John, John Winchester"

"Nice to meet you John,"

"Now let's see about some clothes."

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